"Yueming, what's wrong with you?" Liu Piao'er walked out in her coat, and when she saw Su Yueming like this, she hurriedly ran over.

"Nothing?" Seeing someone coming, she was expressionless and faint, raised her sleeve and wiped the corner of her lips to wipe the blood.

"You, vomiting blood? Is it really okay? I'll let Bi'er go to the doctor" It can be seen that Liu Piao'er is really worried about her, but in this life, her heart will not be as soft as in her previous life, and she is not moved by the care of others at all.

"No need, Xuanyuan Qilin is coming tomorrow, remember how I told you?"

"Naturally remember, you can rest assured." Liu Piao'er found that this little girl, who was only thirteen years old, always showed a cold murderous aura in her eyes, which made her feel scared.

*

After the dance, the audience still applauded.

Su Yueming got up, raised her eyes and looked at the door of the fireworks building, and from a distance, she saw a figure appear in her sight-

The man was dressed in an ice-blue silk robe embroidered with elegant bamboo leaf patterns, and wore a mutton fat jade hairpin on his head, which echoed the white on the piping of the robe.

What a noble and extraordinary noble son.

A cold smile flashed in the eyes behind the veil, as he expected, Xuanyuan Qilin really came, just like in his previous life, he was still so noble and extraordinary, and he was suave.

She retreated silently, and before leaving, the indifferent eyes met the man's in mid-air.

Xuanyuan Qilin's heart was stunned, and he was surprised in his heart, a woman in Fireworks Willow Lane would have such unyielding eyes?

"Ouch, this lord, you look rich and noble, please inside." Mother Rong looked at the jade pendant hanging from his waist and knew that this person was worth an extraordinary amount and could not be missed, so she greeted him warmly.

"Bold, dare to be rude to the Seventh Prince." Yu Li, the bodyguard behind Xuanyuan Qilin, shouted loudly, so frightened that Rong's mother stood in place and didn't dare to step forward again.

The Seven Princes?

When everyone heard this, they immediately turned around, this handsome-looking man is the famous and unfavored Seventh Prince Xuanyuan Qilin? Is it the love of the purple kite? If the jade tree is really in the wind, it compares all the cadres and others on the field.

"Knock on the seventh prince, the prince is a thousand years old." Then they fell to their knees and bowed to the ground.

Xuanyuan Qilin raised the palace fan in his hand, and the fan pendant was a transparent piece of blood jade.

"I heard that the purple kite girl wants to see this king?" He has always been pitiful and cherished, and when he heard that the beauty only took off the veil for him, he came.

Mother Rong was secretly happy in her heart, this seventh prince really came all the way for Liu Piao'er? She hurriedly bent down and said, "Lord Wang, please wait a moment, the purple kite will come soon." ”

"Purple Kite, the Seventh Prince is here!" Saying that, Mother Rong shouted in a sharp voice, swayed her fat body, and trotted towards Cuizhu Garden.

*

"Purple Kite greets the Seventh Prince."

Xuanyuan Qilin stood in the Cuizhu Garden, shaking the palace fan in his hand, a long figure with his back to the door, and Liu Piao'er, who was wearing a veil, was dressed in green, and came with lotus steps, bowing his head.

"Purple Kite Girl......" Xuanyuan Qilin turned around, smiled, and stretched out the palace fan, "No need to be polite." ”

When she saw Xuanyuan Qilin's handsome face, Liu Piaoer lost her mind for a moment, she didn't expect that this famous idle seventh prince was actually a personable figure, she had never seen such a noble man in the fireworks building for more than ten years.

"Seventh Prince, please sit inside." Liu Piao'er didn't forget Su Yueming's advice, so she asked softly, the voice, like a nightingale's shallow moaning, made people lose their souls.